"I'll admit I underestimated you, War God's daughter," said Yebekh. "I shouldn't have expected that half-blooded b***h to be able to take care of you."
Cessilia frowned slightly.
"What did you promise Jisel?"
"Oh, whatever that wench begged for. Either way, she knew this Kingdom would be mine. Once she knew our King was throwing her back onto the streets, she was only too happy to beg, like the w***e she is!"
Cessilia's fingers tightened on her weapon, Ashen's sword she had taken from his side. She may not have liked Jisel, but she hated that man ten times more. He was one of those truly terrible people whose wickedness could literally be read on their face. He didn't feel an ounce of remorse for what he had done, or all the lives his cupidity had sacrificed. He hadn't even wasted a
